Before PotC: RPG

When Regina saw Lizzie didn't come up she dove back into the water. She pulled Elizabeth onto the bank. It took her a while to get her there. Reg covered her in both coats to warm her.

Elizabeth didn't wake up, she was still in a coma.

Regina started freaking out. SHe ran to get their father. "Father, Lizzie's unconscience at the bank next to the docks." she said out of breath. Reg coughed. Her chest heaved and every breath hurt. "Father, Hurry."

The Govenor rushed out to the docks and took his unconsious daughter to her room. He had someone get the doctor from town and had the servents make sure Elizabeth and Regina were as worm as possible.

Regina slapped their hands away and pushed blankets away. "I don't need them. Concentrate on Elizabeth!" she demanded walking over to her sister. "You weren't suppose to follow me" she whispered.

Elizabeth slowly woke up. She saw servants rushing around and she felt horrible. "Where's Regina? Is she okay? Whats going on?" she wheezed.

Regina clutched her chest. "I'm fine." she rasped before having a coughing fit. "Rest, Lizzie. You'll be alright." she said before having to sit down."

"Regina?" Elizabeth said sitting up. "What about you?" she asked, signaling one of the maids, who ran up and began tending to Regina. "Are you okay?" she asked her little sister. She suddenly felt woozy, and everything went blurry, and she clutched the bedpost to stay up. She sneezed, and pain blared from her chest.

Regina pushed passed the servant and offered Elizabeth a handkercheif. "Why'd you follow me." she asked trying to fight the cough off.

"Follow you?" she laughed, and it turned into a cough. She looked up. "I fell in silly." She smiled weakly.
The servant loked mad. "Now miss Regina, your sick. And I am GOING to help you. Whether you like it or not."

Regina snarled. "I do Not...I reapeat do not want your help. I'm not the one that was unconscience." she turned to Elizabeth and smiled warmly. "I mean down to the docks. WHy didn't you juststay here?" she asked coughing. It burned her throat greatly.

"What and let you kill yourself? I think not. And why won't you let them help you? Your *cough, cough* just as sick as me, if not *sneeze* sicker." Elizabeth asked. She was concerned.

Regina snorted. "I didn't pass out from the extreme temperatures of the water. You did. I'm use to it." she explained. "I'm not a child and I prefer not to be softened up like this."

"Oh and I am a child? By God, sometimes you make so little sense. They're not softenng me up. There making sure I don't catch nemonia(spelling?) and you are going to. Please? Just let them give you some blankets."

Regina sighed. She pulled a chair to Elizabbeth's bedside and let the servant give her a blanket. "Happy? and where's father?"

"Yes, and how on earth should I know?" Elizabeth said, rubbing her aching forehead. Just then he walked in with the doctor.

Regina growled. She glared at Elizabeth. "No." she stated. "I'm fine. I don't need a doctor. I have a cold and that's it."

The doctor took Elizabeth and Regina's temperature, and heard her coughing. "You both have a mild case on pnemonia." he stated. Elizabeth stuck her tongue out at Regina.

Regina glared. SHe couldn't believe it. "I am not staying in bed." she stated stubbornly getting ready to jump Elizabeth.

Elizabeth jumped up. "What!? Staying in bed?! Pnemonia?!" she was registering it all. "What?! Staying in bed!? Pnemonia!?" she said again. Then she fainted.